“You’re as old as you feel”. What drivel!
Time was that a man’s head would swivel
When women would pass,
Nice firm tits, a good arse,
One’s cock hard. All it does now is shrivel.
Month: October 2016
The silent majority
Most young women, in magazine polls,
Play submissive, non-dominant roles,
Leaving up to their men
All the how, where and when,
And with what, and with whom, and which holes.
Natural justice
When he touched her, she felt herself tense,
The man’s cock was just bloody immense!
“Serves me right, though,” she thought,
“To have got myself caught,
Having sneaked in to pee in the Gents.”
Befurred preferred
He felt quite justifiably chuffed!
She was young, buxom, bushily muffed!
Just the way he preferred.
He thought women absurd,
With shaved pussies, or some silly tuft.
Yuk!
No, she thought, men are not to be trusted,
Disheartened, dismayed and disgusted,
The fuck’s bad enough,
Let alone the vile stuff,
With which most of her clothes was encrusted.
Absofuckinglutely!
A mysterious girl, enigmatic,
Desirable, true, but erratic.
She’d often say no
To a nookie, although,
Word and deed, her consent was emphatic!
Maybe some other time
He might be, as the girl said, a wimp,
But the sight of her sinister pimp,
Though he’d fancied a root,
(God! The size of the brute!)
Left him shaking all over and limp.
Wild West 10
Around noon, from the shade where he’d idled,
He roused himself, pissed, spat and sidled
Along to the bar,
Where the young fillies are,
That a man can ride bareback, unbridled!
Class distinction
Though she thought she looked terribly chic,
He reached down, gave her nipple a tweak,
Began groping her arse!
God! The man so lacked class!
Casting pearls before swine, so to speak.
Beneath her dignity
In mid-pee, the damn fellow intruded;
She found herself swiftly denuded,
Degraded, exposed,
She could scream she supposed,
But which dignity rather precluded.